"The Golden Buddha has not been recovered?" Wu Che sighed. It was consistent with what the boatman said. It was really Wangshui Town, where Yuanxing and the others arrived first. After turning to Master Tianmingguang and others, they arrived. As soon as they met, they talked about many matters after the separation.

"If you lose it, you will lose it." Master Mingguang seemed to be indifferent, but the old master was said to have fallen on the road, with one missing front teeth, and he was a little leaking when he spoke.

"But Master, that's a thing that is inherited from my temple after all. There are the relics of the master..." Wuche was a little reluctant to let it go.

"As long as there are people, there will naturally be a heritage. It is not easy for you to ask for the Relics and Golden Buddha. When the monk passes away, you will do another one." The old master glanced at the disciple and continued, "I lost a dead object, but it was exchanged for the vitality of the donor Hong. Your master will be happy if you know it."

"The master is profound in Buddhism, and the monks admire him." Yuan Xing put his hands together and bowed, and praised him.

"Disciple has been taught." Wuche also bowed respectfully...

The two left the inn room, and Yuan Xing pulled Wuche aside: "What's going on?" There was not a single team of Master Mingguang and his group. Could it be that the spy had not identified it?

"Master will not allow me to investigate." Wuche glanced at the door and said in a low voice: "The master said that since he had just put a drug on, it means that the person's conscience is not gone. It's hard for everyone to do it, so it's better to pretend to be confused."

"Then aren't you afraid that the other party will make trouble again?" Yuan Xing frowned. This old monk was too pedantic.

Wuche explained: "I am not sure about it, but the master said that losing the Golden Buddha may not be a bad thing. Wouldn't the other party covet the relics inside? Leave that person by his side and just testify." He laughed mysteriously and said: "The Golden Buddha is a secret inheritance of my temple, and it is actually what the master of his family released."

Yuan Xing suddenly realized that Jiang was still old. This time he returned, there was no Golden Buddha around him, so he was naturally seen by the spy. At that time, Master Mingguang's opponent would no longer be scruples and lose his guard. If he planned carefully here, he would be just around the corner.

It's really an old fox, Yuanxing can't help but be convinced.

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Although I had reached the territory of the Great Li Dynasty, I still had to continue walking. After a day of repairing the team, I continued to set out north. But after all, when I arrived at my own territory, the atmosphere was not as tense as before.

Just in case, Yuan Xing still wore a wig, but in the days that followed, whenever he was resting at noon or staying at night, he would be called by Master Mingguang to discuss Buddhist principles. It was said that it was a discussion, but in fact it was the old monk who was talking, and he followed Mingguang's disciples to listen.

When he first revealed his identity, because there was no Zen Buddhism in this world, he could not tell where the temple he was born in. The old monk only thought he was a wild monk from a small mountain temple. After some conversations, he felt that he was very insightful and always wanted to introduce him to his sect.

The sect where Mingguang is located is called the Karma Sect (this is a fabrication). Yuanxing has never heard of it. Its doctrine is somewhat similar to Huayan Sect, emphasizing various observation methods. Yuanxing naturally changed the sect without intention. After explaining it many times, the old master didn't care and still asked him to participate in his teaching from time to time. Over time, he was attracted by the various exquisite Buddhist theories told by the old master, which were verbally verified with what he learned, and realized that his Buddhist teachings had been improved a lot. After a few times, he did not need the old master to look for it, so he obediently held the rituals of his disciples. With this opportunity to learn, he was about to arrive at Master Mingguang's destination, Yuanxing was really reluctant to leave.

This action was naturally seen by others, and everyone thought that Master Mingguang wanted to transform Qin Kong, a martial arts master, into Buddhism.

Of course some people won’t be happy. On this day, Hong Yingtao came to Yuanxing and secretly stuffed a round thing into his hand: “I bought it with my dad in the morning, so I left it for you.”

Yuan Xing spread his hands and saw that it turned out to be an egg. He smiled and shook his head, stuffed it back: "I don't want to eat this, you can eat it."

"I've eaten it." Cherry pouted and looked at him stubbornly.

"Take it to the Iron Dan!"

"You are so kind, I keep the iron-blooded ones. If you don't eat it, you won't eat it. If you don't eat it these days, you won't get any meat or vegetables. Are you really going to be a monk?" The Cherry girl was dissatisfied, but she said it louder, which attracted the attention of others.

Yuan Xingsai saw everyone looking here, sighed softly, drooped his eyelids, and said softly: "I am a Buddhist disciple, so naturally I can't make any taboos."

"you……"

Cherry was still waiting to say something, but Yuanxing didn't let her continue, and went straight past him and walked forward, leaving only the little girl stomping her feet and angry.

When I found a place to stay in the evening, Yuanxing was about to look for Master Mingguang to listen to the lecture like before, but was dragged by Hong Yingtao to the river.

"You, what are you going to say?" Yuan Xing was a little dry. After the scene in the morning, until he was so ill, he had a premonition that something was wrong.

The night at this time was also very beautiful, like the moonlight sprinkling, covering the surrounding area with a thin layer of light and shadow. It is no longer pitch black, but is covered with a gauze, as if it is an illusion in a dream. If you dare not say anything on weekdays, you can also say it.

The Cherry Girl also became bolder: "That day, we spent the night in the cave, and was it not fate? Brother Qin, what did you think?" She stared at him and said word by word: "Do you really want to follow the old monk Mingguang to become a monk?" She lowered her voice here: "You... can't you think of me?"

Even though he was mentally prepared, Yuan Xing was still scared by the other party's words. He grew up so old that no girl had ever said such words to him. The conscience of heaven and earth was only considered a child and had no other thoughts. He smiled bitterly and said, "Hides away from the rain in the cave is just a helpless act. You and I have never done anything beyond the rules. Besides, I only think you are..."

"I don't care..." Cherry interrupted him and continued, "I have discussed with my father. Our family has some savings. When we get to the place, buy some land and you settle down. At that time, you can farm or do business. It's better than shaving your head and becoming a monk?" After a pause, the following words were too shameful. It was not easy to say anything. She twisted for a while before she spoke: "We didn't let you marry into a marriage, I...I will give you a baby..." After saying this, he covered his hot face and Fei ran away.
Chapter completed!